What's Up....Chuck?

This post involves vomit. It is not for the squeamish or faint of heart. You have been warned.

I wanted to start off with a sentence that said something like, "I threw up more in the past 24 hours than I have in the past _________." But when I started thinking about it, I realized that I throw up on a pretty consistent basis and so I just didn't even bother with it.  I throw up when I have migraines, when my sinuses are draining, when I have the flu, and when I have vertigo.

A. W. E. S. O. M. E.

I took a lot of medications yesterday in an attempt to NOT die. The only one that worked slightly was meclizine. Meclizine is a motion sickness medication.  Here are the listed side effects:

Side Effects of Meclizine - for the Consumer



Meclizine

Drowsiness; dry mouth.

Seek medical attention right away if any of these SEVERE side effects occur when using Meclizine:


Severe allergic reactions (rash; hives; itching; difficulty breathing; tightness in the chest; swelling of the mouth, face, lips, or tongue).

Via ~ Drugs.Comhttp://www.drugs.com/sfx/meclizine-side-effects.html


I think they forgot to mention that it destroys large chunks of your soul. Seriously. Besides the fact that I started thinking crazy things like: "I know this throw pillow is really a teddy bear," meclizine leaves me feeling empty, hollow, and Meg-less. And that is how you know that I was really sick. I took the soul sucking meclizine. 

So when someone emailed me a joke about me being sick, I read that joke and thought, "Die foul villian!"

So when someone text me and tried to make happy fun plans, I texted them back and said, "I have thrown up 10 times and am too sick to brush my teeth and bath. Still wanna come over?"

And then the meclizine wore off.

And I texted and emailed slightly more pleasant things like, "So about those lunch plans next week?" and "Sorry I am rude."

And then I brushed my teeth. And flossed. And then brushed and flossed some more.

And then I showered. Which was apparently a little more than I could handle. Because I couldn't even comb my hair out after my shower I was so exhausted and weak from standing for 10 minutes.

Today I awoke and decided to bravely face the world. It is not even noon yet and that decision is already feeling like a major, major mistake. I keep coughing and everytime I cough my abs screamingly remind me that I put them through quite the work out with all of my vomiting and dry heaving abdominal gymnastics and they are done. DONE!

All I want is to be home and in this outfit:


Yes. That is a giant red fluffy robe, pink and black flannel pajama pants, and orange and yellow argyle socks. I am wearing a teal long john hooded shirt underneath the robe.
The outfit of champions. Lookbook that fashionistas!!!!!